Everyone walked and discussed along the way, and soon arrived at Luoyang City.
Just as the three of them were preparing to return to Luoyang City, the teleportation note in Lin Yun's arms suddenly shone with light.
The three of them all stopped what they were doing, because this time Lin Yun brought a dozen martial emperors, each of whom was assigned some transmission notes, in order to facilitate the reporting of the battle situation.
"Report to the Sect Master, enemy troops have been discovered in the west!" A Emperor Wu who was guarding the north of Luoyang City reported the war situation on the other end of the transmission note.
"In less than half an hour, another group of people came?" Alchemist Murong and Shengren looked at each other with surprise in each other's eyes, and they were also very puzzled in their hearts as to how long it had been.
Lin Yun frowned: "How many people are there?"
"Preliminary estimate...30,000 troops."
"Return to the deserted city." Lin Yun took back the transmission talisman and ordered.
A moment later, the 50,000 mutated creatures in the deserted city appeared again.
The horn of attack was blown again, and these 50,000 mutated creatures were still full of energy, with fierce looks in their eyes.
They are not afraid of death or pain. Their life's duty is to fight and live forever!
The bloody sandstorm rolled up again, and Lin Yun led an army of 50,000 mutated creatures, marching straight in to attack the 30,000 enemy troops coming in front.
"kill!"
Lin Yun drew out the Netherworld Holy Sword again, and the new round of massacre was even more cruel and terrifying.
Thirty thousand martial arts soldiers were all annihilated in just two minutes.
The autumn wind howled, and the entire land was almost dyed scarlet with blood.
The rich smell of blood floats between heaven and earth, stimulating the ferocity deep in the hearts of mutated creatures.
Lin Yun stood in front of the gate of the deserted city with his hands behind his back, with the terrifying army of mutated creatures behind him.
The last rays of the setting sun have disappeared. Although there is no glow in the sky, there is still a faint dove-gray twilight, and a biting cold wind has begun to blow in the sad grassland.
Lin Yun is like a demon god, and the mutated creatures behind him are his best soldiers.
"Sect Master, it's windy, it's time to go back." Shengren put a cloak on Lin Yun and whispered.
"Sect Master, something is wrong with this matter." Alchemist Murong also came to Lin Yun's side, his expression seemed to be deep in thought.
"I know."
Lin Yun had no expression on his face and looked ahead.
While fighting just now, he discovered something.
Logically speaking, this group of soldiers who are only at the level of martial arts masters will have extreme fear after seeing the strength of this group of mutated creatures.
In this case, anyone should choose to escape.
However, the two waves of enemy troops that came to attack were the same. Even though their faces were full of fear and despair, even if they had the chance to retreat, they still chose to stay and die.
"I wonder if the sect leader's guess is the same as mine." Alchemist Murong said with a smile.
Lin Yun said in a light tone: "Maybe."
There is another thing that also makes Lin Yun very puzzled. That is why the troops directly under the Sanctuary Alliance have never been dispatched?
These two attacks were only carried out by the slave legions of the Sanctuary Alliance, and no direct troops from the Sanctuary Alliance appeared.
"Does the Holy Cult also know about what the Holy Alliance is doing?" Lin Yun felt that this matter was still a bit strange, so he also called in money to withdraw his troops and returned to Luoyang City.
Over the past few days, Lin Yun discovered that this war was getting more and more fishy.
Although the enemy's attacks are becoming more and more intensive, the troops directly under the Sanctuary Alliance have never appeared.
Not even a senior member of the Sanctuary Alliance showed up.
From beginning to end, the attack was carried out by the troops of the enslaving forces of the Sanctuary Alliance.
Moreover, the number of soldiers in these troops is getting smaller every time. From 30,000 people at the beginning, to less than 20 million people per legion now.
Every time Lin Yun thought it was a conspiracy of the Holy Alliance, so he led the mutated biological army to attack with all his strength, but no accident happened every time.
On the third day, the enemy's sixth offensive legion was completely annihilated by Lin Yun. After returning to Luoyang City, Lin Yun already had his own thoughts in mind.
In the city lord's palace of Luoyang City, Alchemist Murong reported the latest information to Lin Yun: "According to the information collected by the scouts, the areas guarded by other demon sects only have slave legions from the Holy Alliance, and there is no Holy Alliance.
directly under the command of the troops."
"I understand." Lin Yun nodded, and then said to Alchemist Murong: "In the next period of time, we will continue to send out scouts to monitor the movements of other demon sects, especially those of the intelligence sect."
"Understood." Alchemist Murong also nodded, and then went to give Lin Yun's instructions.
While wars were raging everywhere and horns were ringing throughout the wilderness, the place where the Anti-Alliance Holy Cult's camp was located in the center of the Fairy Mountains was peaceful.
The soldiers of the troops directly under the Anti-Alliance Holy Cult were completely ignoring the chaos in the outside world at this moment. Instead, they looked leisurely and contented, talking and laughing happily, without the slightest hint of vigilance about the impending war.
In the middle of the base camp, in the main hall of a city, Old Immortal Gou Ming was sitting on a nine-step throne.
"I knew I couldn't hide this from you." Old Immortal Gou Ming waved his hand, and a bottle of wine appeared in front of him. It floated over smoothly and landed on a long bench in the hall.
There was a figure sitting beside the long banquet, and this figure was none other than the leader of the Intelligence Sect—Tian Yin, the King of Snooping!
Tian Yin picked up a pot of wine and filled himself a glass: "In a war, intelligence often plays a key role."
"Now in the entire God's Domain, at least half of the information is in my hands. Naturally, this cannot be hidden from me."
"Oh? So you knew it from the beginning?" Old Immortal Gou Ming asked curiously. After all, this matter is of great importance. He was also curious about when the intelligence sect intercepted this message.
News.
"No." The Snooping King shook his head, slowly took a sip of wine, and then said calmly: "The Tongtian Cult Master has not appeared, plus the Holy Alliance and the Old Immortal, your weird behavior has made me think
suspected."
"So after reviewing some previous intelligence, plus some newly intercepted intelligence, we can naturally get some useful information."
Old Immortal Gou Ming smiled and shook his head, then stretched out his hand to touch his beard and stopped talking.
Seeing the attitude of Old Immortal Gou Ming, the Snooping King couldn't help but sneered and said in a mocking tone: "Sit back and enjoy the rewards, Old Immortal, you and the Holy Cult are playing a good game."
The old immortal Gou Ming chuckled and said: "You also know that those things are too tempting, and they are not something that can be obtained by just one person and one horse."